One Sunday night in February, my husband, Charlie, and I awoke to lights flashing outside of our house. We live on a quiet street in the Mt. Airy neighborhood of Philadelphia, and nothing much happens here, so the lights surprised us. We expected to see the fire department outside, but it was the SWAT team.
A disabled neighbor had been murdered by a guest of his roommates. That man was armed and hiding somewhere in the building.
Mosaic Mennonites
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